Sitting on the comeback sideHe looks at the trackWhere his lost dreams lieIn front of himOn the side of those who leaveThere's peopleWho never wondered where this would leadHe had told himself that nothing could stop himUnless he wanted it toBut the illusion has betrayed him at his expenseOn the side of those who leave

He kept telling me that life was beautifulAnd that girls kissed him on the edge of his lipsHe kept telling me that there was no dangerThat the world wasn't just made of traps to avoidHe kept telling me that he could have triedTo risk the adventureHe kept telling me that it was worth playingTo make a tresure of pure waterHe kept telling me that life was beautifulAnd that girls kissed him on the edge of his lipsHe kept telling me that there was no dangerThat the world wasn't just made of traps to avoidOn the side of those who leave

And you, friendThat I met on the dayIn which all the secrets got free from their prison of steelHear nowAll those voices from the pastWho cry one after the otherThe sorrows the resentments of a heartless universeAll those voyages, all those flights above the cloudsAll those borrowed lovesAll those smiles that became wild From the summer's most beautiful days

He kept telling me that life was beautifulAnd that girls kissed him on the edge of his lipsHe kept telling me that there was no dangerThat the world wasn't just made of traps to avoidHe kept telling me that he could have triedTo risk the adventureHe kept telling me that it was worth playingTo make a tresure of pure waterHe kept telling me that life was beautifulAnd that girls kissed him on the edge of his lipsHe kept telling me that there was no dangerThat the world wasn't just made of traps to avoidOn the side of those who leave

I still seeAll those boys in the schoolyardThere's one that falls beatenBut he knows that men don't cryAnd when the morning of his life comesOnce he has known love and the sensesHe'll lose himself in the thinking of othersIn the labyrinth of his tormentsHe tells me now what he has wonAnd what he will never have againHe tells me now what he has lostAnd what he wants to cry aloudLook at meWhatever happens, I beg of you, look at meWhatever happens, wait for meWh